Lid suddenly burst in screaming "DIE FOULD BEASTIE!" as she chased it towards the sun light. Even before she had ordered me to cover Monica, I was already doing so. Quickly I stripped off my jacket, and converted it into a large black like tarp thingy, and covered Monica and I under it. She was in pain, but I was doing everything I could to keep sun light from making it's way through. After making sure there was no light coming through the tarp, I turned to Monica.

"Are you ok?" I asked, not really sure how I could help her. Out side, I could hear Lid facing off with the evil creature, and I could also sense that Stefan was somewhere close to me, maybe protecting us in case the creature got away from Lid.

Monica was overwhelemed by the smell and the weight of the creature, and now it was gone suddenly.

"Monica, are you all right?" Rosa asked. Monica tried to answer, but a horrible pain in her throat cut her off. No, I'm burned badly and I can't speak she wanted to say, but instead all that came out was a low moan from her chest. Non-existent tears filled her eyes.

As the cteature prepared to strike again the door burst open, filling the room for a second with a halo of light. The monster wasn't the only one screaming. Monica opened her mouth to cry out, but a small gasp escaped her mouth instead as she tried to seek haven from the blinding sun.

"DIE FOULD BEASTIE!" Monica heard Lidia scream. The monster wailed in anger. Monica curled up and hid her eyes, as if not seeing it would make it go away. Then, it was dark again, Rosa's voice in her ear saying worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"DIE, DIE, DIE!!"

Monica shook her head as Ldia started screaming ridiculous curses at the monster. She was obviously enjoying herself.

Monica opened her mouth and pointed at her throat. Her burns were on flames now, and as she looked down, they seemed to be spreading. She curled her fists and and whimpered. She mouthed Elixir, over and over again, but was too hard to discern it from other words. Her undamaged finger traced the word on the dusty floor in desperation.

The contacts were beginning to burn. Had it already been 4 hours since the lot left Disneyworld? (Land...whateverrr) She hopped off of the hammock and landed quietly beside Dexter, who looked as if he was...shot up. Queenie smirked and walked over to the large vanity mirror. Her eyes were now as black as a crow; with no signs of lenses ever having been there.

Her tiny chest projected a low hum and she turned away to settle back into the hammock.

"Yes, that is something that shows my coolness." Al said. "Maria, I think I should be able to teach you how to be cool. Do you want to learn?"

Demetri started to laugh then quickly turned it into a cough when I poked him. Lucia also looked half amused, half skeptical at Al's coolness. I was too, but I did not want to be mean or rude and make Al into super!emo Al again.

RosaMonica shook her head to my question. She pointed to her throat and tried to mouth something. I wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to tell me. Finally in desperation, she wrote the word 'elixir' on the ground.

"Elixir?" I asked desperately. She nodded, it looked as if it took all of her energy not to start screaming in pain. I had no idea what elixir she was talking about, but maybe Lid would. LID! DO YOU HAVE ANY OF MONICA'S ELIXIR WITH YOU? I mentally yelled. I could hear her still fighting.

StefanI was completely confused at what was going on. Some strange creature was attacking one of Rosa's familia members, and another familia member was hidden under a black tarp with Rosa. The one under the tarp seemed very ill... And I could hear Rosa trying to help her.

I didn't know how I could help. I stood by the tarp, but I was also ready to attack the creature if I was needed. I was amazed at how strong the vampire was, as she attacked the strange creature. I wondered if all vampires where that strong... I would have to ask Rosa... That would be strange... I had always thought Rosa needed protecting. But now, she seems as if she can fend for herself...

(I'm glad I'm auto-enjoying myself.Hahaha, cool and Al are allowed to be in the same sentence without the word "not" being between them? OMG! (I'm kidding, I'm kidding...)One question: How is that Lidia, who was born in 1830 as a Scottish hick, likes Disney then? Course, Lid's kinda crazy, so perhaps that's it...)

The sane bit of my mind heard Rosa yelling in my head as the non-sane part went berserk on the Chupathingy. Elixir, elirir... Sane-me contemplated. Berserk me took a horrible tasting bite out of the beastie and spat it out, trying not to puke. Sane me then remembered, Oh, oh, butt pocket, left cheek, left cheek!! On the fanny pack! Ummm... I'll get it, hang on...

A moment later, a small black thing came flying from the combatants, sailing not an inch from Rosa's nose before hitting a wall and landing on the ground. The object 'twas Lidia's fanny pack, and from a slightly open left cheek pocket rolled a small golden bottle. Monica's elixir, mayhaps?

I heard a thud outside of the tarp. Swiftly, and carefully slipped my arm out from under the tarp, not letting any light through. My hand found what felt like a fanny pack, and then a small bottle. Quickly, I took both of the things into the darkness protected by the tarp. My hands wrapped around the small bottle. I hopped that it was the right bottle... I wasn't sure... but it was better then nothing.

Quickly, I opened the bottle, and held it close to Monica's face, presuming that this elixir was meant to be drunk. Silently I prayed that it was the right bottle. I was no good at this healing business...

"Here, Monica." I said, presenting her with the bottle. "I think this is the right one...."